###AuroraThe pack house felt colder than I remembered.Not physically, but in the way memories clung to the walls like frost. Every corner I passed whispered echoes of the past. Every step down the hallway, I heard footsteps behind me, mine, from years ago. Quiet, obedient, invisible.Now, I walked with purpose. I held my head high.But inside, I was still trembling.It had been a full day since I agreed to return temporarily. A few days, I told them. Just a few. Long enough to remind myself why I left and maybe figure out if I could ever live here again.They gave me a proper guest room on the first floor, I’d refused a room on their floor. One with windows and warm light and a bed softer than anything I’d ever known. It was strange, waking up in sheets that didn’t smell like dust and mildew in that house.I almost couldn’t sleep in them.Because it wasn’t mine. Not really. Not yet.Downstairs, I could already hear voices, pack members murmuring, dishes clinking, laughter that didn’
 Last Updated : 2025-08-08
Last Updated : 2025-08-08